Praise, praise, praise…

I hear you. I felt like I was his cheerleader. I got so effing tired of being his cheerleader. NOT MY JOB! I’m sorry to hear about the marriage, but I totally get it. I don’t know if they will ever learn that whining is just not attractive. I don’t want a tough guy who doesn’t feel. Just maybe one who knows how to work without complaining. Superman…lol!